Over the weekend this post became something longer.

I’m pretty happy with it. It’s one of the handful of things I’ve written that did not start off as haiku/senryu and when I read it, I can tell. It’s strange how skeptical I am of anything that doesn’t use my process.

I keep adding this new poem to my manuscript and then taking it out. I’m just continually re-reading, testing how it feels in context. Sometimes it’s like a stumble and others a slide without really having changed anything.